Teaching Their Omega novel · Chapter 20 of 24

Chapter 20: The Tie

I tied Declan to the left kitchen chair with his own black necktie.

I tied Rhett to the right chair with his red bandana and the green silk scarf, doubled.

Because his wrists were thick and his shoulders were wide.

It was nine at night.

The farmhouse was dark except for the lamp on the sideboard.

And I had pushed the two chairs side by side into the middle of the parlor floor, a foot apart, facing the sofa.

They sat there naked, hands bound behind them, feet flat on the boards.

They looked at me.

"Rules," I said.

I stood in front of them in my cardigan and my glasses and nothing else, with my hair down over one shoulder.

"You do not speak unless I ask you a question. You do not pull on the knots."

"You do not come until I say. If you do, we start over."

"Over?" Rhett said.

"That's speaking."

"Sorry."

"That's speaking again."

He closed his mouth and shook with silent laughter.

Declan said nothing, and his cock lay hard against his thigh, and his eyes followed every step I took.

I sat on the sofa across from them, spread my knees, and let them watch.

I was not hurrying.

I had spent my whole adult life being the person who sat on the floor and held a hand.

And for once I was the one who got to sit on a sofa and be looked at.

"I'm going to touch myself," I said.

Rhett made a muffled sound.

"You're going to watch. You're not going to look away. Declan, are you looking?"

"Yes."

"Good boy."

I slid my hand down my belly and over my own heat, and parted myself with two fingers, and let them see how wet.

They stared.

Their chests rose and fell as one.

I stroked slowly, tracing the slick up around my clit and back down again, and I let my head tip against the sofa.

I did not hide a sound.

I moaned, low and long, and I heard the bound chairs creak.

"Lowen," Declan said hoarsely. "Teacher. Please..."

"That's speaking."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

I rose.

I walked across the floor with my hand still wet, and stood before him, and stroked the slick down his lips, and across his jaw.

He licked his lips and shut his eyes.

"Taste," I said.

He opened his mouth, and I let him suck my fingers clean, and his tongue curled around them with desperate care.

Then I knelt between his thighs and took him into my mouth.

He bucked against the knots.

The chair thumped on the floor, and a thin, helpless noise came out of his chest.

I worked him slow, with the flat of my tongue and my hand around the base, and I felt him go taut as wire.

I kept the rhythm steady.

When his thighs began to shake, I stopped, and sat back.

"No," he whispered.

"That's speaking."

He bit his lip.

"Good," I said. "That's good control. That's so good, Declan."

Rhett watched with his eyes enormous.

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